(He) came with a shrill and a thought of fear...

I saw a shadow overhead...

I remembered the worst day of my life

I remember the pain and dread.

(He) came rolling slowly... creeping... the shining sun... finally sleeping

I felt the rage of the thunder, shuddered at the pulse of lightening...

Every crash, every tremble...

I felt myself crying...weeping.

Where there was once flowers became weeds...

What was once dirt became mud...

The landslides piled high with flow...

The lakes attacked with floods.

Never ceasing, never stopping, roaring like a flame...

Every hour with the storm, just kept me brewing up the rain.